*Raya*
Soon we are on our way again, Osayr is keeping a bit to herself, and I have a feeling that the encounter with her brother bothers her more than she wants us to know. But I actually get her not wanting to talk about it. I know how it is not to want to show weakness.
I am holding Zay’s hand as I am walking beside him. He seems lost in his own thoughts and I have a feeling he is still trying to figure out who wants him dead, and I totally get him worrying.
“You have to teach me that trick”. I say, squeezing his hand lightly.
He shakes his head, like he is trying to return from somewhere far away. “Which trick ?”
“The one you used in the bar, that was pretty cool”. I say. “I pressive”.
“Thanks”. He mumbles, sending me a small smile. “I am not sure I can teach it though, I acted m
